This is a song about "Gettin a girl to love you"

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

I'd love to give you a slap

Messing with love hit a new girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Due to my underselling no i did not get that bentley

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

A test or/ audition to prove my love to you/

My home girl told me i got an issue

Even think i'm going to find another love, that's not you girl.

And im not puffin on the green or snorting (ish) white as pearl

To liberate yourself, africa

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

With your girl gettin' handy, but you know how she can be

Come on girl won't you love me

I’m tryna be low key